quite often, we discount our efforts, especially the little ones. we negate our positive effect on the lives of others, because of how we look at (value) ourselves, and how we frame our world view; we colour the canvas with our preconceptions, paradigmatic programming, and ideas/beliefs of how we think others perceive us, our worth,…

you can balance on the grand precipice through the boldness and courage of exploring and integrating all aspects of your wondrous spectrum; this, and that, dark and light, left and right. embrace the whole fucking story… knowledge is how to hold the brush. imagination is the artwork, the channel, the essence, the co-creator, the cosmic,…

don’t apologize for what drives you. don’t shy away from it, either. don’t flinch at the impulse to express your pain… or your love. explore the caves and caverns the shadows created, especially if you’re shaking in your boots, as your light gets brighter the deeper you go; leave only the charred impressions of exploded…

why worry? because, fear. fear comes in thousands of shades of grey. it’s a numbing collection of hues that darken a sunny day, or make an overcast sky even more bleak. fear, in the colours of worry, is particularly tragic. worry defines a certain powerlessness, and a victimhood that can take root in our core…